You silenced our voice but her picture of beauty will never grow old...
Angels never die you made her a martyr to the cause of peace and freedom, a freedom she now knowes.
The camera shot it all it told truth a truth that you try to hide but the click of a button will show us all what cowards do in the name of a fraudulent goverment.
In Iran beauty fell asleep and only peace and truth will awaken it.
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I felt cold chills running up and down my body while reading this poem. I especially like the last stanza. Thank you for sharing your muse's passion, and for entering this contest. I'm wishing you all the best. 
